All Chapters of Twin Aces: Claimed by the Alpha Captain (MM Romance): Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

132 Chapters

CHAPTER 91-The Imminent Leak

Orion POVThe locker room door shut loudly behind me. The noise from the hallway was muffled. Music from the team celebration was a faint thud through the cinderblock wall. I dropped my gear bag on the floor. The strap left a dark sweat mark on my shirt.Lucian stood by the sink. His hands were under cold water. He did not move to wash his face. He just let the water run over his wrists. His head was down. His shoulders were tense.I walked over to him. My skates were off. My legs still felt heavy from the third period. I reached out and caught his chin, pulling his face up. His skin was pale. His eyes looked dark under the harsh fluorescent lights."What did he say to you, Lucian?" I asked. My thumb traced his jawbone.Lucian looked at the running water. He did not pull away. His breath was shallow. "He knows, Orion."My hand stopped moving. The air in the room felt cold. "What do you mean he knows?""The handshake line," Lucian said, his voice a tight whisper. "He saw how you stood.

CHAPTER 92- The Pre-Championship Locker Room Panic

Lucian POVThe tape snapped as I pulled it tight around the shin guard. I tore the end with my teeth, spitting the clear plastic onto the rubber floor tiles. Around me, the room was a storm of noise. Steel skate blades scraped over the floor mats. Heavy shoulder pads banged against wooden locker frames.It was our first official practice before game one of the Championship Finals against the Boston Marauders. The air should have felt focused. It should have been the normal pre-game routine. Instead, the room was packed with a strange, nervous heat."We need to set the tone on the first shift," Miller said, slamming his locker door shut. He grabbed his stick, checking the curve of the blade. "The Marauders play a heavy trap game. If we dump the puck and don't finish our checks, we are dead in the water.""They have two fast wingers on the second line," Lucian said, pulling his jersey down over his chest pads. His fingers caught on the fabric for a second before he smoothed it out. "We

CHAPTER 93- Standing Before the Pack

Lucian POVThe TV screen in the corner was still on. My face was frozen on the screen, a picture from a draft camp that felt like it was from another lifetime. Nobody was moving. The only sound was the ventilation system humming in the background.Miller's hand was still up, his finger pointing at the screen. His knuckles were white from gripping his hockey stick. He slowly turned his head towards me."Lucian," Miller said, his voice really quiet. It was not like his loud voice in the locker room. "Tell me this is some kind of mistake."I did not look at the screen. I looked down at the floor, at the marks on the rubber by my skates. The silence in the room was starting to feel heavy, like it was pushing down on my chest. There were thirty players standing around, all of them wearing their gear, looking like a wall of armor."It is not a mistake," I said.Marcus took a step forward, his skate catching on the edge of the floor mat. "What do you mean it is not a mistake? You are a Beta.

CHAPTER 94- The Brotherhood's Choice

Orion POVThe locker room was really quiet. It felt like something was pressing down on my chest. I was standing next to Lucian. My body was ready to jump into action. I wanted to protect my mate from all the guys staring at the mark on his neck. The TV in the corner was still on. Nobody was watching it. The news had already caused a lot of trouble.I moved my weight a little. My shoulder armor touched Lucian's sleeve. My scent got stronger, a warning to everyone in the room. My hands were clenched into fists. My knuckles hurt against my pants.Lucian did not back down. He stood tall, looking at all the guys on the team. His jacket was open. You could see the mark on his neck. He was not hiding. He wanted them to see what was real.Miller did not move for a time. He was staring at the mark on Lucian's neck. His eyes looked at Lucian's stomach, back at his face. You could see a muscle twitching in his jaw.I remembered when we first started training. Miller tried to push Lucian into a

CHAPTER 95-The Billionaire's Vow

Orion POVThe big doors of the boardroom finally closed behind me. The sound echoed down the hallway of the league headquarters. It was three in the morning. The concrete walls felt cold. The distant hum of the city streets sounded away. My shoes clicked against the marble tile. The heavy brass door handles felt cold against my palm. My phone was buzzing against my leg with lots of messages from the media, our manager, and my family's lawyers.We had just spent five hours arguing with the executive board. Thomas Vance tried to use his media friends to hurt Lucian's career before the first game even started. He wanted to destroy Lucian's reputation. Vance did not understand what happens when someone like me gets cornered. I was angry. I was not going to let him win.My lawyers had stopped the league and the networks from saying anything about Lucian, at least for now. We had bought some time. As I walked into our penthouse, I did not feel happy about it. A piece of paper with some word

CHAPTER 96- The Legal Blockade

Orion POVThe doors at the end of the hallway started shaking. Footsteps came marching down the hall, loud and in sync. It was not the sound of hockey players in their gear. It was the click of fancy shoes and heavy boots.I stood in front of our locker room. My big frame blocked the doorway. Lucian was behind me, safe inside the room where the rest of the team was waiting. My scent filled the hallway, dark and strong like a wall before anyone even got to the door.Two security guards turned the corner first. They wore suits with league pins on their jackets. The Lead Commissioner was behind them, his face red, a big folder clamped under his arm."Move out of the way, Kael," the Commissioner said. He stopped a feet away from me. He did not look at my face. He looked at the door behind me. "We are here to enforce a league rule. Lucian is off the team starting now.""You are not going into that room," I said, my voice was low and steady."This is cheating, Orion," the Commissioner said,

CHAPTER 97- The Public Ultimatum

Lucian POVArthur Vance tapped his tablet screen. The pale blue glow cast a light on his fancy suit. Piles of papers, court documents, and contracts stacked up on his desk. The room smelled like books, coffee, and cleaning stuff."The injunction gives us two days," Arthur said. He didn't look up. His finger flicked a page up. "The league can't remove you from the roster before the first game. Thomas Vance can't leak the camp physical to the press without getting sued. We're in control here."I sat on a leather bench, staring at my hockey sticks. My fingers brushed the grip tape on my stick.Orion paced back and forth across the room. He blocked the light from the window every time he turned around. His jaw was clenched tight. A muscle bulged under his ear. He had his phone pressed to his ear."I don't care about the cost," Orion said. His voice was low and angry. "Block the network feeds. If local affiliates try to run a preview, buy out their blocks. Do it now."He slammed the phone

CHAPTER 98- The Unmasked Press Conference

Lucian POVThe small black chairs on the stage were not very big. I pulled my white team jersey straight, the fabric catching on the edges of the microphones. The tabletop was cool under my hands. There were five hundred men and women sitting tightly in the rows in front of us, their faces shadowed by the lighting rigs.Orion sat down on my left. His shoulder hit mine as he pulled his chair forward. I could smell the cedar scent coming from his skin, hot and sharp. He did not look at the crowd. He kept his eyes on the metal base of the microphone stand, his fingers hooked into the neck of his black captain jacket.A tall reporter in the front row raised a camera lens. The glass face of the lens reflected the stage lights, round and dark.I leaned forward. My breath caught in the holes of the microphone grille, making a low sound through the speakers."We are not taking questions first," I said. My voice echoed off the blocks at the back of the media room, and it sounded louder than I

CHAPTER 99- The Fanbase Rebellion

Orion POVThe room at Kael Enterprises smelled like coffee and computers. My family's lawyers sat at a table, tapping on their tablets. Nobody said a word. The only sounds were the computers humming and the stock prices changing on the screens.Arthur Vance rubbed his eyes, his glasses slipping down his nose. "The press conference has been on for twelve minutes now."I did not look at him. I stood by the window, holding my phone tight. On the screens, I could see what people around the world were watching. The news channels had red banners that said "BREAKING NEWS". It was like a glow on my hands."Give me some numbers," I said. My voice was rough from not sleeping for three days.A guy in the back tapped on his computer. "A lot of people are watching this live. The league's server crashed a minutes ago. We are helping them keep the stream going."I turned around, my boots making a noise on the floor. "What do people think about this?"The guy looked at Arthur before answering. "It is

CHAPTER 100- The Commissioner's Capitulation

Orion POVThe boardroom at the league headquarters smelled like leather and panic. Rain was over the high glass windows that looked out over the city. It made the yellow taxi lights below look all blurry. Thomas Vance was sitting at the end of the long mahogany table. His tie was loose. His fingers were white around a cigar that wasn't lit. Five other commissioners were sitting on either side of him. They were all wearing wool suits that were rumpled from ten hours of emergency debate.I stood by the door with my arms crossed over my chest. I didn't sit down. Sitting down would mean I was negotiating. I wasn't there to negotiate. My scent filled the room. It was cold and heavy like a winter freeze."We have twelve hours before the morning skate," Thomas said. His voice was flat and dead. He looked at a paper spreadsheet in front of him. "The network sponsors are still holding onto the ad money. The bank wants a guarantee by dawn. They will freeze the playoff accounts.""You won't get

...

8 9 10 11 12

...

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP